I am upset...

So, I get home after a day at work today and I find that one of my antique chairs that I got from my grandma and one of the only things I have left of her and of my childhood has been chewed up and completely destroyed by Chloe, one of our dogs. I was so upset (still am actually), all I could do was go into my room and lay down for a while so that I would not lose my temper. It really upsets me and makes me sad to think that one of the only things I have from my grandma is ruined. Even if I fix it, and it will be a hefty price tag attached to that repair, it won't be the same. The biggest thing about it is that I have so few things from my childhood, that to me things like that REALLY matter. Sigh.